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....Uh. Isaac, you're getting out of here. I'm not. 

Can I come stay with you once we get out of here? I don’t wanna go back to the ghetto. It fucking sucks.

I prefer knives and baseball bats. I mean, what.

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Yeah, I don't know what that's like. My family was rich as fuck. Wonder how they're doing now that they've moved into a new neighborhood. Damn that last house was fun to fucking burn. If I could leave I'd probably go burn their new one down too. 

Yeah, maybe as a weapon but think of how fun it is to fucking deck people with. Bam! Bitch went down. 

I may be a fucking white boy, but I grew up in the ghetto. -Isaac laughs and shakes his head.- I listen to fucking Lil Dicky and Eminem. The only British music I listen to is the British Invasion Era.

I would. But effort. And that, I think, counts as a weapon. So. No.

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Is that a ghost joke?

I see you.

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Ghetto music collection? You're such a fucking white boy. -Alexander laughed and shook his head.- Have you ever heard of The Streets? It's a British rap group. I fucking love them.

You could always just carry a block of wood around with you and say yes and then knock on wood. 

Powerful…okay. -Isaac laughed.- Sounds like you. I have the classic ghetto music collection on my iPod. Along with a lot of the singer/songwriter stuff. I prefer that stuff.

I don’t wanna say yes and jinx it. So, I’m just not gonna say yes.

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 i’ve heard you said one time that i never even fucking cross your mind

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Exactly what I mean, it doesn't seem like my kind of music. Don't get me wrong, I love Metallica and all that angry shit, makes me feel really powerful, but I'm more of a Singer/Songwriter kind of guy.

So you guys are okay with each other, then?

"It doesn’t seem like the type of music you would listen to." Isaac shrugged. "I’ve talked to him…things…are…things are getting a bit better…he’s not avoiding me anymore…we’re actually talking again…Not about anything we need to talk about, but it’s a start. He’s been helping me with homework and we talk about The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy a lot." Isaac couldn’t help but smile the more he talked about what had been going on with Will. It had taken months before Will would even let him sit at the same table to study and now things were getting back to normal. It was amazing.

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"I listen to a lot of music. I'm a really angry person so people expect me to be listening to Metallica or Avenged Sevenfold or Cradle Of Filth but I listen to a wide variety of music." Alex shrugged and  nodded at Isaac, "Speaking of Will, you seen him around lately? We haven't talked about him in awhile and I wanna know what's up." 

"I’m surprised you know that song." Isaac smiled, looking over at Alex. "Me and Will…we’d actually do stuff that. Unintentionally. We’d just be spaced out on his back porch….then the next thing you know it’s three in the morning and we’re waking up after falling asleep…then the sun is rising adn the flowers are starting to bloom." His smile got smaller, but still stayed on his face as he went back to those days in his mind.

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"We know that it's a selfish thought, thinking we're the only youth distraught. Selfish be coming from slums of any whose been torn. Scorned, or left forlorn from the belly of the horn. Still as night, still I step outside, sippin' as I mourn." Man, I haven't heard those lyrics in a long while.

"We’d sit for hours, sun, thunder storm, or showers, in that same living room watching the bloom turn to flowers."

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I guess. I don't see why not.

Then you could get my iPod back for me, right?

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I wonder if I can possess people.

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I think the good thing about being dead is that I can do shit. For example, stealing my iPod back out of where they had it stashed in the office. Now I've got my music, and this forever won't be as awful as it already seems.

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I am almost entirely sure that you're going to get a diploma, so don't even worry about it. Work your fucking ass off to live a good life, dude. This is the only fucking life you've got.

Oh, one of those I didn’t complete high school but this says I did thing. -Isaac nodded-

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It's like a GED or something like that. My older sister got one of those.

Otherwise known as juvie with classes. What other thing?

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I didn't mean lock up as in prison. I meant a detention center. One like Boys Town or whatever it is that my cousin got sent to. This is a reformatory. It's basically a boarding school for delinquents. {He groaned.} If they don't give you a diploma, you could always do that one thing.

Because we’re minors. I don’t fucking remember. I was high as a kite when I came here.

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What false information? Why would they put you into a school if they weren't going to give you a diploma? They could've just put you in regular lock up if they weren't.

I have been given false information.

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Oh my god, dude. You're getting a fucking diploma.

Doesn’t mean we’re gonna get a diploma.